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Fingerprints and Blessings

Raising kids is difficult. Maintaining a household with kids is difficult. Balancing work and a home life with kids is difficult. Today, it all got a little easier.

I am a mom of a 2.5 years old little man and a 13 months old little lady. They are awesome kids with stellar personalities. I've always said, "I know how lucky I am". It's one of those things I would say, but not really process. Today, I processed it.

My patio doors are easily visible from the counter in my kitchen. While making lunch today, I looked out and could not even see the outside --- the fingerprints were so dense! Tiny little fingerprints, handprints and yes, a couple of mouth prints too (courtesy of my little lady). I thought to myself, "Oh my goodness, I JUST cleaned this window yesterday and it's covered again!". Grabbing the Windex (eek, I know, chemicals... but I like my Windex!) and paper towels, I headed to the door.

Now I'm pretty sure I clean my children's DNA off that window daily (let's not even start on about how much I vacuum), but until today, I had never thought about it. I began to think and I began to process that statement... the statement that flies off my tongue without thought.

I am lucky to even have little fingerprints to wipe off patio doors. I am lucky to have to vacuum crumbs off the floor three times a day! I am lucky to pick up toys off the floor. I am lucky to do multiple loads of laundry filled with little clothes each day. Lucky is not even a strong enough word. I am thankful, I am blessed, I am loved.

Too many people in this world do not have what I have. Too many people are dealing with infertility. I have close friends who have struggled for years trying to conceive. Fertility drugs, IUI, IVF, miscarriages, the lot! I have watched these friends give up, defeated by their own bodies. I could never imagine wanting a baby so badly, trying everything to make it happen, and be forced to accept that it's never going to happen. I cry for my friends and their struggles. While I never personally dealt with infertility issues and was able to conceive easily both times, I know EXACTLY how lucky I am.

Today I realized I am lucky to even be able to complain about such things! Too many people who would give anything to wipe fingerprints, vacuum constantly (seriously, it's never-ending) and to launder tiny outfits. I need to remember this when days are tough. I need to remind myself of the blessings I have created that cause my daily chores. I no longer look at them as 'chores'.